Trust me.

Tell me all." "Mr.Kent," said Delary, regaining her control, but still trembling, "I want my hat." Kent let go the beautiful girl's hands.

"Sit down," he said.

Then he went across the room and fetched the hat, the light gossamer hat, with flowers in it, that still hung on a peg.
"Oh, I am so glad to get it back," cried the girl.

"I can never thank you enough.